“He gave me everything!”
Dad looked at her quietly. “You took everything.”
“No,” she whispered desperately. “I protected you.”
I opened the folder in my hands.
“You isolated him from his doctors. Altered his medication schedule. Forged signatures. Stole company money through shell vendors. And you paid a mechanic named Luis Ortega to damage his brakes.”
Marcus staggered backward.
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